Nom nom nom
The hunter gatherer watches from a distance, observing the quarry. He listens to the ground. He tastes the scent of the wind. Only when he has decided the way is clear does he emerge and lead his tribe out of their concealment. They approach with caution, all the time aware of rival predators just beyond the horizon. The hunter’s prey lies dead, still warm and toasty. The carcasses are just what little Tuska would want for her birthday.
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Who likes there Lars well done?
and this one is also extremely funny, also cause the nom nom nom reminds me of TF2 heavy eating the sandvich.
Tuska: I’m not hungry!
Mother: Well I told you not to fill up on the Jawa pile we passed on the way here!
Ummm…Were you referring to the pile of Jawas, or the kind of “piles” that Jawas leave behind? Never mind, I don’t think I want to know…
the piles of dead jawas…
Ok that was lame, but I guess Tuska were that savage. Anyone play Bioware’s Kotor? Tuskan Raiders were actually human… long before Tatooine was destroyed in a huge war. Before, when it was a lush planet covered in trees and vegetation…